Showing posts with label lyrics. Show all posts
Showing posts with label lyrics. Show all posts
Took back time, take an instant pleasure
Credit is due for the life of leisure
Get to work and work gets done
Best at being was not best at all




















Face the facts, being best got bitter
Simple tastes won't suit me better
Used to matter but that got done
Best at being was not best at all



















Nothing stays the same
Always change to remain
Less than fine peace of mind
Keep in check there is no time

















"nothing stays the same", lyrics by elastica.


images:

1 Daniel Barney, New York, New York.
2. Hendrick Van Keppek and Taylor Green, 1955, candelabra
3. Green Crystal lamp, source unknown







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Cedric Hartman
1970 (brass)

vs
Joni Mitchell
(indigo)











How do you stop
Before it's too late?
You choose and you lose
If you hesitate
How do you stop
Before it's too late?
You think love will wait
So you don't hold on
And then it's gone










You've had success
Lots of fancy friends
You've tasted the good life
You thought it would never end
One day you're too young
Then you're in your prime
Then you're looking back at the hands of time
How do you stop
Before it's too late?


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lyrics by joni mitchell
and lamps by cedric hartman



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F O O L

"Why can’t we see our fortunancy,
living as legends have lived."














Come along Fool

A direct hit of the senses
you are disconnected

It’s not that it’s bad…
it’s not that it’s death

It’s just that it is on the tip of your tongue,
and you're so silent

















Wanting to live and laugh all the time
Sitting alone with you tea and your crime

Children with kids, and people with parents

Anywhich way there’s no past and no presence
When the day comes and all of them bums

Will reveal enchanting persons
Come along...




images.
1. alex pinna, via wright auctions.
2. hedi slimane diary.


lyrics by chan marshall, fool







F O O L






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remembering new york

lazy
afternoon
with the
national,

high violet





(image de rijke/ de rooij)






"Sorrow found me

when I was young
Sorrow waited,
sorrow won.”

Sorrow, High Violet...











Matt Berninger’s notebook of lyrics
for The National
(via nytimes..
here..)





“High Violet” is the National’s latest album for their time.
It’s the world according to a man who isn’t getting any younger,
mostly wants to be a good father and husband and employee and friend —
and might be happy, but for all that resistance he thinks he keeps tamped in his own head.

-- -- --

He used to be the Great White Hope, the hero of his own box-size living room.
Now he’s got a kid on his shoulder, lives on coffee and cut flowers while thinking about clearing out of the Silver City and going back to Ohio where life is simpler —
until you get there and remember why you left.
"












(luisa lambri, here..)






"i think the kids are in trouble
i do not know what all the troubles are for
give them ice for their fevers you're the only thing i ever want anymore
we'll live on coffee and flowers
try not to wonder what the weather will be
i figured out what we're missing
tell you miserable things after you are asleep."

conversation 16









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read full

article here.


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SEPARATION ANXIETY

If you leave, don't leave now
Please don't take my heart away
Promise me just one more night














With hours left time on our sides
Now it's fading fast
Every second every moment
We've got to--we've gotta make it last





















I touch you once I touch you twice
I won't let go at any price
I need you now like I needed you then



















Seven years went under the bridge
Like time was standing still
Heaven knows what happens now
You've got to--you've gotta say you will


















I touch you once I touch you twice
I won't let go at any price
I need you now like I needed you then
You always said we'd still be friends someday.....








SEPARATION ANXIETY

1. Felix Gonzalez Torres
2. Nina Kappadia, go here.
"A desk lamp that doubles as a light box."
3. AMT Studio, mirrors.
4. Unknown vintage lamps... "Doubting"


all text taken from
OMD "If You Leave"
go here...







spent the morning
watching this...
which inspired this
post.
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GOOD MORNING : CAPTAIN

warm summer
nights ahead"

1974.







"There was a sound at the window then.

The captain started, his breath was still. "
via here..




"For about five years, beginning in 1974,
Adams embarked on an experiment: he made a series of photographs at night—the opposite of the high-altitude daylight used in most of his previous photographs. The project brought an element of risk he had not experienced before. Passing motorists sometimes veered toward him on rural roadsides, and in urban centers police repeatedly questioned him about his activities."















"“What attracted me to the subjects at a new hour
was the discovery then of a neglected peace.”
- Robert Adams.







Robert Adams
Summer Nights, Walking
purchase it here, via Textfield.
In this exquisitely produced book, the influential American photographer Robert Adams revisits the classic collection of nocturnal landscapes that he began making in the mid-1970s near his former home in Longmont, Colorado. Originally published by Aperture in 1985 as Summer Nights, this new edition has been carefully reedited and resequenced by the photographer, who has added 39 previously unpublished images. Illuminated by moonlight and streetlamp, the houses, roads, sidewalks and fields in Summer Nights, Walking retain the wonder and stillness of the original edition, while adopting the artist’s intention of a dreamy fluidity, befitting his nighttime perambulations. The extraordinary care taken with the new reproductions also registers Adams’ attention to the subtleties of the night, and conveys his appeal to look again at places we might have dismissed as uninteresting.











"Silently, he pulled down the shade against the shadow.
Lost in the doorstep of the empty house.
I'm trying to find my way home."

Slint, "Good Morning, Captain"
















"For more than 40 years, Robert Adams (born 1937) has photographed the landscape of the American West, particularly in California, Oregon, and his home state of Colorado. His work is inspired both by his joy in the inherent beauty of the landscape, and his dismay at its exploitation and degradation for residential and commercial development.

In his images of main streets, tract houses, trees, and waterways, Adams records two kinds of landscapes, one damaged by people and the other somehow beyond their power to harm. He asks us, through his photographs, to consider where we live and how we relate to our environment."









go to the Getty here
to learn more about Robert Adams.
(text above is sourced from the Getty, here...)
learn more about slint here, via the new yorker.






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lyrics by
joanna newsom,
"sawdust and diamonds"
& images via
old chum. here.

















"Push me back into a tree
Bind my buttons with salt
Fill my long ears with bees
Braying 'please, please, please,
Oh you ought not!
No you ought not!'

And then this system of strings
Tugs on the tip of my wings
Cut from cardboard and old magazines
Makes me warble and rise like a sparrow"


























"And in the place where i stood
Is a circle of wood
A quarter to which you chop and you stack in your barrow"



























"Oh-oh, oh-oh-oh desire
Oh-oh, oh-oh-oh desire
Oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh desire milkymoon

From the top of the flight
Of the wide white stairs
Through the rest of my life
Do you wait for me there?"








(image by edward henderson)









"I wasn't born of a whistle
Or milked from a thistle at twilight
No, i was all horns and thorns
Sprung out fully formed, knock-kneed and upright
So enough of this terror we deserve to know light
And grow evermore lighter and lighter
You would have seen me through
But i could not undo that desire"











(nicky kehoe)







In the trough of the waves
Which are pawing like dogs
Between pale-faced and grave
As i write in my log
And then i hear a noise from the hull
Seven days out to sea
And it is the damnable bell
And it tolls, i believe, that it tolls
It tolls for me!
And it tolls for me!

























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"I always said it could,
they never though it would"

-the housemartins.













Gaetano Pesce
Tramonto a New York sofa
Cassina Italy,
c. 1980
upholstery over foam






Roberto Sebastian Matta
Magritta
Simon Gavina Chile,
1971
upholstery, nylon

















Barnaba Visconti and Giovanni Ronzoni
Divano 2 Posti sofa from the Segni e Disegni collection
Italy, 1983
stained beech, lacquered wood, elastic cord, plastic, fabric










"Something’s going on, a change is taking place
Children smiling in the street have gone without a trace
This street used to be full, it used to make me smile
And now it seems that everyone is walking single file
And many hand their heads in shame
That used to hold them high
And those that used to say hello
Simply pass you by

Think for a minute, stop for a minute
Think for a minute, stop for a minute"

lyrics by the housemartins

















"And nothing I could say
Could ever make them see the light.
Now apathy is happy that
It won without a fight....."

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